Wushuang's body was extremely fast, and when Su Wenye's voice sounded, she had already arrived in front of Su Yunshu, and at the same time released coercion, imprisoning Su Yunshu in place, and the long sword in her hand stabbed straight out, and the tip of the sword flashed with a cold light, directly taking Su Yunshu's heart.

This kind of change only happens in the light of light, and when everyone reacts, there is no chance to stop it.

Faced with this heavy sense of oppression, Su Yunshu only felt that the meridians in his whole body seemed to be constantly trembling, and the dull pain was very clear.

The Jun Ze sword in his hand trembled constantly, as if he wanted to break through this dull coercion, but after all, he did not succeed.

Jun Ze Jiancai recognized the master, and the power he could show was related to the master's own cultivation.

Biting the tip of his tongue, a bloody smell spread in his mouth, but Su Yunshu calmed down.

Can't hide.

Among his peers, although he is considered to be a first-class cultivator, Su Yunshu knows in his heart that his cultivation is not amazing at all in the southern realm or Zhongzhou.

The person in front of her is the protector of Zhongzhou Wuyuanzhuang, and she has a very high status in Wuyuanzhuang, she wants to trap herself, even if she has the Jun Ze sword in her hand, she is still powerless.

He has only been in the contract with Jun Ze Sword for a while, and he has not yet entered the realm of swordsmanship, and he still has a long way to go if he wants to fully control Jun Ze Sword.

Since you can't dodge, you can take this blow and protect your heart.

Taking a deep breath, Su Yunshu forcibly operated the condensed spiritual power in his body, but there was a sharp pain in the meridians, as if it was about to break, forcing him out of a mouthful of blood.

The sharp sword qi had already cut through the clothes in Su Yunshu's heart, and the tip of the sword that flashed with cold light had pierced the clothes, and Su Yunshu could clearly feel the chill.

"Ding."

The crisp sound sounded in my ears, and it was particularly harsh in the chaos around me.

The expected pain did not come, and the howling wind around him calmed down, as if it had been dissolved by something, and the fluttering hair hung down properly.

There was no interference in front of him, and Su Yunshu's line of sight became clear.

However, when he saw the person in front of him, Su Yunshu's always uninhibited eyes shrank suddenly, and the hand holding Jun Ze's sword couldn't help but tremble.

In front of him was a familiar petite figure, dressed in a snow-colored skirt, the cloud-like green silk was simply pulled, the white hosta was inserted obliquely, and the white jade hairband hung down with the hair, revealing the small and crystal earlobes.

It is a small dye.

At this time, the little girl who has always been soft and cute, who will pull his sleeves and be coquettish, and will call herself "third brother" obediently, holds the familiar white jade flute, and gently brushes her sleeves, which is easy to dissolve the coercion released by the turnip.

was about to succeed, but he was interrupted by a little girl coldly, and Wushuang's complexion was not very good, when even his face was fierce and attacked Su Yunran.

With a cold snort, Su Yunran stepped lightly on his toes, and his snow-colored figure disappeared in place in an instant.

Wushuang only felt a dull feeling in her heart, and the heavy pressure suddenly fell on her back, as if with a substantial weight, forcing her out of a mouthful of blood.

Slightly stunned, Su Yunran's jade flute had already arrived in front of him, and it was full of murderous aura.

The warm and crystalline jade flute, but at this time, it was sharp, in the white little hand, the sharp sword qi was everywhere, as if it could cut the air, compared to the long sword in Wushuang's hand, there was no momentum at all.

Su Yunran didn't grind with this woman who had injured her relatives, and the jade flute in her hand directly picked up the long sword in Wushuang's hand, and at the same time swung it out with one palm, steadily hitting the position of Wushuang's heart.

At that moment, Wushuang only felt a chill in her heart, a moment of numbness, and then, the extreme pain spread from her heart.

Covering his heart with one hand and supporting the ground with the other, Wushuang squatted down, her face turned pale in an instant, her slender fingers clenched her clothes, and her bones were pale at the joints.

This painful sensation······

This little girl actually broke her meridians!

Just a palm.

Such a profound cultivation made Wushuang, who had always been arrogant, couldn't help frowning, and a bad premonition surged in his heart.

Withdrawing his hand lightly, Su Yunran held the jade flute and slowly squatted down in front of Wushuang, his delicate face seemed to be covered with a layer of ice.

It's been a long time since I've done it so hard.

After Muxu Palace stabilized, there were countless masters who died in her hands as a lesson from the past, and everyone also gave up the idea of attacking Muxu Palace.

During this time in the Su family, Su Yunran's life can be regarded as comfortable, and the Su family always pampers her, although she will also take action, but after all, it is only a small punishment and a big commandment.

However, Su Yunran will always remember that in that encirclement and suppression, she was able to abolish the Supreme with one palm and split the void with one sword.

Now, just breaking the meridians of this Wushuang is cheaper for her.

However, when she made a move, she found that this Wushuang should have some kind of defensive spirit weapon on her body, and blocked Fang Cai's blow for her, otherwise, Fang Cai's palm, Su Yunran was not merciful at all, and it shouldn't just be a waste of meridians.

The crystal jade flute knocked carelessly on the palm of his hand, and Su Yunran stretched out his hand, and his white and tender fingertips pointed towards the center of Wushuang's eyebrows.

It was clearly such a slow and casual movement, but Wushuang felt an extreme dull feeling, her whole body couldn't move, and her slender fingers gradually enlarged in her vision.

When the fingertips of the spiritual power were about to reach the center of Wushuang's eyebrows, it was a cold aura that hit him, Su Yunran raised his eyebrows, the hand holding the jade flute was raised, and the wide robe swept over.

The two forces collided, making a dull sound, and in an instant, the heavens and the earth were in turmoil.

The cold murderous aura lifted the snow-colored skirt, Su Yunran raised his hand, and palmed the power.

In the midst of the rubble, Su Yunran's figure jumped up, and the jade flute in his hand spun in his hand, and the sword light was chaotic, breaking through the deep power.

The thin figure returned to Su Yunshu's body, Su Yunran raised his eyes and saw that through the smoke and dust that gradually calmed down, the figure of Wushuang was gone.

casually hooked the tassel on the jade flute, Su Yunran let out a "tsk", and his clear voice carried obvious disdain.

"It's pretty fast."

Looking at it slightly, Nan Shiyan happened to look here, and facing the pair of eyes like stars, Su Yunran was stunned at first, and then smiled lightly.

At Nan Shiyan's feet, there were several corpses, which were the few people who had just attacked Su Yin and Su Yunxiu, and the white jade fan in their hands was still gentle.

Turning around and looking at the man in Tsing Yi in front of him, Su Yunran pursed his thin pale lips, took a few steps forward, stretched out his little white hand, and pulled Su Yunshu's sleeve as usual, with a soft and cute voice.

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